Cannoneer Yuan Gang's arms and legs had been trained to the point where he was not afraid of being pierced. His neck, heart, and dantian were all protected by armor. Since he dared to issue a challenge, he must have come prepared. Tonight's match would definitely be exciting.
"Killing God! Killing God! Killing God! "
"I bet on Killing God Bai Qi!"
"I bet on Killing God Bai Qi as well!"
From the audience's reaction, Killing God Bai Qi's popularity was higher. After all, he had been first on the Earth List for a long time. So many people had challenged him before, but no one had ever won.
"Cannoneer, flatten him."
"Cannoneer, I bet on you."
Although the contestants who had challenged Bai Qi in the past were all quite powerful, none of them were ranked as high as Yuan Gang. Yuan Gang's time in second place on the Earth List was not long. It seemed that he had relied on his own strength to climb up. On his path of advancement, he had never tasted failure. Everyone who had been challenged by him had been smashed to smithereens by a heavy hammer.
Killing God Bai Qi's odds against Cannoneer Yuan Gang reached a shocking 1: 3. This was very rare in the history of the Earth List Ranking Competition. Unless there was a huge disparity in strength, the organizers would not do such a thing. Judging from the odds, it was clear that the organizers favored Contestant Bai Qi.
"Damn, that's nonsense. I don't think Yuan Gang is weak either."
"That's right, that's right. I bet on Yuan Gang. If he wins, I'll get three times the money. Just thinking about it makes me excited."
With such high odds, there were still people willing to take the risk. After all, if they bet on Killing God Bai Qi, they would only win a small amount. If they bet on Yuan Gang, they would be rich. Of course, there were also some people who thought they were smart and bet on both sides. If Killing God Bai Qi won, they would win a small amount. If Cannoneer Yuan Gang won, they would earn a bit more. However, if that happened, it would be equivalent to another bet. For the bankers, it was a guaranteed profit.
"Brother Feng, who do you think will win? That Yuan Gang looks pretty strong."
Pi Weiwei was also very interested in the two people on the stage. This was because Yuan Gang's sturdiness wasn't just in terms of his height and physique. Instead, he exuded a tough and sturdy aura from the inside out. He stood there like a steel statue, giving off a feeling of indestructibility.
The God of Slaughter Bai Qi was like an unsheathed sword. Before he was unsheathed, you would never know where he would point his sword at, nor would you know if his sword would draw blood.
"I don't think there will be a clear winner."
Du Feng observed the two people in the arena and gave such an answer.
"What do you mean? Will they tie?"
Hearing Du Feng's words, Yuan Cheng's interest was piqued. Because Yuan Gang was his cousin, it would be better if they could end in a draw.
"Keep watching, it's about to start."
Today seemed to be a match between the first and second place on the Earth Board, so there were a lot of spectators. Interestingly, there weren't many people placing bets. Perhaps it was because a lot of people weren't very confident in this match. Therefore, it didn't take long for the bets to end.
"Begin!"
Following the referee's command, the match in the arena officially began. Yuan Gang clenched his fists and got into a fighting stance. The aura around his body rose and he felt as though he had grown taller. Bai Qi gently placed his left hand on the hilt of his sword, not holding it tightly at all. It felt as though he was holding the hand of his beloved woman, afraid that she would feel pain if he held it too tightly, but afraid that she would slip away if he held it too tightly.
Interesting, he's left-handed. Seeing Bai Qi's sword-wielding hand, Du Feng smiled slightly. Judging from the way he held the sword, Bai Qi was definitely an expert swordsman. Furthermore, it was a melee swordsman. Melee swordsmanship was different from sword techniques that used sword energy to fill the sky. It mainly relied on the angle and speed of the sword and the coordination of body movements. Every time an opponent was killed, the body of the sword would have to make contact with the opponent. Unlike sword cultivators who relied on sword energy and flying sword techniques, melee swordsmanship was much more difficult and dangerous.
"Roar …"
Yuan Gang released a bestial roar from his throat. Like a raging bull, he charged toward Bai Qi. This fellow was truly crazy. He dared to charge forward even though his opponent was holding a sword in his hand. Aren't you afraid of being stabbed? Here comes a skewer of candied fruits.
"Starlight!"
Yuan Gang charged forward quickly, but Bai Qi's attack was even faster. Bai Qi's hand, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, suddenly tightened and he quickly pulled out his sword. Like a flash of lightning in a spring night, Yuan Gang's body was struck by tens of swords. A series of crackling sounds could be heard. It was as though several meteors had fallen from the sky in the dark night. Sparks flew all over the arena and Yuan Gang's charging figure was forcibly stopped.
Even a real raging bull would have been sent flying by such a ferocious charge. Yuan Gang's body weight and the strength of his running legs made the charge quite powerful. Bai Qi was at a disadvantage when he used his sword to block his opponent's charge. He relied on pure speed and a large number of stabs to block his opponent's charge.
Looking at Yuan Gang now, there were several white spots on his armor. They were at his throat, heart and dantian. In other words, if he did not wear his armor, he would have been pierced through by now. The Earth Board Ranking Tournament allowed the use of weapons and armor. The strength of a weapon was also a part of a participant's strength. This time, no one would think that Yuan Gang cheated by relying on his armor to win. No one would think that Bai Qi cheated by relying on his sword to win. It was the same logic.
"Continuous Cannon Fire!"
Yuan Gang did not stop attacking just because his body was blocked. Instead, he used this opportunity to punch out with both his fists. That charge just now was just a warm-up to create an opportunity for him to punch out later. His fist, which was the size of a wine jar, shot out like a cannonball. This kind of attack was very interesting. Before he even touched his opponent, he started to alternate his punches and hit the air.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
If anyone thought that Yuan Gang was joking, then they were gravely mistaken. Alternating his punches on the spot was a special way of increasing his speed. His fists became faster and faster. Like a pile driver, they hit the air wall and produced a series of explosive sounds. That was because the speed of his punches was too fast, compressing the air and creating a sonic boom.
"Look, Yuan Gang's heavy cannon has been activated."
"Yeah, I think he's going to win this time."
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